For his first year of life, little Ignaś was pure sunshine — a boy whose laughter filled every corner of the house. 🌞💛
He took his first steps with wonder, spoke his first words with pride, and saw the world through eyes full of light and curiosity. 🌸👀

Then, without warning, that light began to fade. 💔
Words slipped away 🗣️, smiles vanished 😔, and the joyful noise of his home was replaced by silence.

After countless tests, doctors finally gave a name to the nightmare — autoimmune encephalitis, a rare and cruel disease where the body turns against its own brain. 🧠⚡

Today, Ignaś cannot speak or play like before. But every therapy session brings tiny miracles — a fleeting glance, a soft touch, a small, precious smile that whispers hope. 🤲😊💫

His only chance is an expensive immunoglobulin treatment, a therapy that could stop the damage and bring back the boy his parents once knew. 💉💎
“We just want our son to laugh again,” his parents say. “To know us… to be free.” 💞🕊️

And so they fight — with love, with faith, with the kindness of strangers. 💌
Because every donation, every shared story, every prayer brings Ignaś one step closer — back to the light that once filled his world. 🌈🏡✨